My cousin's current boyfriend has a mid 90's Altima. He's got all the crap on it; stickers, bodykit, fart pipe, blue covers on all the wiring under his hood, big stereo (that sounds like s**and has static, even when a CD is playing). He also had tons of gauges and control boxes all over the place inside the car too. He told me the engine is worked to the balls and he runs low 13's. I told him I'd believe him when I saw it and he told me he'll take me for a ride in it.
Later that night, he brings me out to his car and gives me a ride. Not only does he drive worse than any other ricer douchebag I've seen, but his car is slow too. He tried to do a burnout and had the e-brake pulled for a 20ft burnout and he was pulling the e-brake to make the car slide around turns. He was also jerking the wheel on the 1-2 and 2-3 shift to try and give me the illusion that the tires broke traction and the front of the car started sliding to the side.
Now here's the best part: Judging from the many, many performance cars I've driven and been a passenger in, his car was a mid-15 second car AT BEST. And honestly, I believe my Cavalier (5spd Ecotec, ran a 16.1 my 1st and only time at track so far) is faster.
Now mind you, this douchebag was doing all this on residential streets. Not just any residential streets, but THE ONES RIGHT IN MY NEIGHBORHOOD AROUND THE BLOCK FROM MY HOUSE!
(My cousin's 21st birthday party was at my grandmothers house, which is right across the street from my house)